I'm curious to know what clothing items make you feel more little🤔🤔
Diapers and onesies

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I'm curious to know what clothing items make you feel more little🤔🤔
Diapers and onesies
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Power Exchange ideas with your little
Take away their adult privileges when they get home.
Restrict screen time
Make them ask for food, littles need help to get those things!
Make them change into a diaper, pull-ups or training pants to enforce the fact that they are little and need this just in case. You should probably help them into their little gear too tops!
Ask them if they need to go to the bathroom periodically, especially before car ride or when out in public, make them go potty even when they say they’re fine. Do they really know? Can you really trust a littles judgement? :P
Stop them when they try to do things for their selves and remind them just how small they are.
Run their bath for them, even if they don’t want to have a bath! You’re their caregiver, you take care of them and make these decisions for them!
Give a list of chores to do while you’re away, punish/ground them if they don’t follow through.
If they’ve been on the computer for too long stop them. They’re too little to spend that much time on a computer, coloring in a coloring book is more appropriate for somebody their age.
Encourage them when being little, remind them that it is okay to be little around you ♡
Be sincere in your interest when they are being little, playing, coloring etc.
Understand that your little is not a slave and isn’t going to be as easily told to do things like a slave might. Expect some resistance at times they are the child in this, they do pout and fuss.
You are their caregiver, so care for them as if they were a child, and make sure that they know that they are the child here. That’s the whole point of a power exchange relationship in this context.
The Lover Massacre
The
Lover Massacre
The gray hue of the street only getting worse fading into one color as the blue of cop cars and the ringing broken. a siren as the red hues of blood, paint the ground and walls, her head with a bullet hole oozing blood. The deep color as her dead expression looks up at her god. I give her cold lips a soft kiss. as I turn around and see a cop with one arm on his side pulling his gun. point my gun at him firing twice. my arms pulsing the adrenaline rush, he drops on the spot. the yelling to other cops I turn and run into the dark alley. seeing an old rickety fire escape I climb up it the mettle creaking slipping up it. getting to the roof after some struggle laying down and laughing seeing stars and drifting to a soft sleep. my blood-soaked clothes seep into my soul fueling my rampage of cleansing the world. my fingertips at the helm of reality fading into my dreams.
waking up the new morning coming as the cops below me fail to find my whereabouts as I slink down the stairs and taking back allies to my house washing the blood off my hands my bond feeling euphoric, the most thrilling thing in life is taking another. The eyes of your lover looking at you with lust and fear, before you recon to kiss them. finish the job, the thrill of running from the cops keep the taste of their lips on your mind. The hard kick on the ground is thrilling. Snapping out of my trance I start to scrub the blood out of my clothes. I barely finish by evening as I hold a picture of, my love, my victim, grabbing a knife and poking the tip of my thumb, and wipe a streak of blood over her eyes my lover’s body is now in cops as the cops look for me her killer, her lover, her life while I am on the run I need a new victim with a body and a new thrill.
They say I’m crazy and my lovers are drones of fear and not lust and I’m a killer but I see it in a different light it where I am the perfect form of lust and deviance of there of
WIP
The Lover Massacre
The
Lover Massacre
The gray hue of the street only getting worse fading into one color as the blue of cop cars and the ringing broken. a siren as the red hues of blood, paint the ground and walls, her head with a bullet hole oozing blood. The deep color as her dead expression looks up at her god. I give her cold lips a soft kiss. as I turn around and see a cop with one arm on his side pulling his gun. point my gun at him firing twice. my arms pulsing the adrenaline rush, he drops on the spot. the yelling to other cops I turn and run into the dark alley. seeing an old rickety fire escape I climb up it the mettle creaking slipping up it. getting to the roof after some struggle laying down and laughing seeing stars and drifting to a soft sleep. my blood-soaked clothes seep into my soul fueling my rampage of cleansing the world. my fingertips at the helm of reality fading into my dreams.
waking up the new morning coming as the cops below me fail to find my whereabouts as I slink down the stairs and taking back allies to my house washing the blood off my hands my bond feeling euphoric, the most thrilling thing in life is taking another. The eyes of your lover looking at you with lust and fear, before you recon to kiss them. finish the job, the thrill of running from the cops keep the taste of their lips on your mind. The hard kick on the ground is thrilling. Snapping out of my trance I start to scrub the blood out of my clothes. I barely finish by evening as I hold a picture of, my love, my victim, grabbing a knife and poking the tip of my thumb, and wipe a streak of blood over her eyes my lover’s body is now in cops as the cops look for me her killer, her lover, her life while I am on the run I need a new victim with a body and a new thrill.
They say I’m crazy and my lovers are drones of fear and not lust and I’m a killer but I see it in a different light it where I am the perfect form of lust and deviance of there of
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Hol up no doggie, fuck no you will get doggo
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Can I get more lesbians to simp
Please
LOOK THEY DO CUTE I WANNA BE THE ONE ON THE LEASH YESSSSSS
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(Their you go *gibes cookie*) See that pun used the wrong their Like the pronoun their When I should have used there 500iq puns also i’m very proud of this pun its the best thing I know i’m explaining the joke I just don’t want to be grammar nazied
btw if ur wondering why im inactive lately its bcus my brain is so massive its blocking the screen
Yes yup your funny good job
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Thank you this has made years worth of learning
Japanese worth it
I felt nice today but I have no shoes sooooooo here I guess